I didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose me.

Thug Life to me is dead.

All I'm trying to do is survive and make good out of the dirty, nasty, unbelievable lifestyle that they gave me.

A glamorous life is quite different to a life of luxury. I don't need luxury. For years, I was practically broke but I was still very vain and glamorous. And I still am.

I'm a flamboyant person. I like to live life. I certainly work hard for it, and I want to have a good time. Don't deny me that. It might not come again and I want to enjoy myself a little.

I want to lead the Victorian life, surrounded by exquisite clutter.